The big old fellow stumbles absent-mindedly into the MessHall reading some kind of manual. As he turns a page he trips and falls flailing right into the laps of a couple of newbies sitting on the big over-stuffed sofa. Red-faced, he struggles back to his feet. Replacing his stetson, he manages to mumble, "pardon me - good thing I just finished my Dr. Pepper." He offers his hand, "Howdy, I'm Zero". "WildX - pleased ta' meetcha.", "I'm Kala. Hi."
The embarassed big old fellow backs away almost sitting on another newbie. Then he spies his old buddy, the Bomber, in the recliner in a fit of side-splitting laughter, obviously at his expense. He grabs another D.P. and plops down in Grandma's rocker. Fortunately Grandma wasn't there at the time.
Hmmmmm...
I thought the Prodigal SON returned just a few days ago. I think you must be the Prodigal OLD MAN.
Anyways, did you notice that while you were gone, we got a "Cool Site of the Day"? We're in Yahoo now, too. We got a coupla lamers, but most of the new folx around here are real fine people. You'll like'em.
Hand me some of them biscuits. Say, gonna watch the game Sunday?
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